Sister-in-law sat down at the head of the bed and placed the fruit basket on the cabinet.

Looking at An Ning gently, he asked softly, "A-Ning, do you want me to peel an apple for you?" ”

An Ning couldn't help but look into the basket, apples, are they those red, green, and green fruits?

In memory, the sweet and sour taste?

An Ning nodded slightly, she wanted to eat the apple. Apples, sweet, as sweet as rose cake.

Wait, rose cake, what's that? Has she ever eaten it?

Again, An Ning tried to touch the white wisp of her memory.

It's a little painful, and it's a little cold.

An Ning didn't dare to think deeply, she was afraid that again, she would be scarred by memories and bruises.

It's just that there is always a trace of barrenness and ethereal feeling that she can't grasp or touch......

At the bottom of my heart, I couldn't help but feel a little panic......

An Ning's eyes were covered with confusion, what was she afraid of?

Sister-in-law Qing didn't notice An Ning's abnormality, and took out a washed apple from the basket.

He took out a fruit knife, pointed it at the trash can, sat on the edge of the bed, and sharpened it one by one.

An Ning watched Sister-in-law peel apples, why, do you want to peel them one at a time?

This is not good, it is easy to cut the hand.

Cut to hand......

In my mind, several fragments of fragmented memories suddenly flashed.

The girl is sitting on a tree, smiling and looking at the bottom of the tree, and the boy peels fruit......

The girl leaned leisurely against the tree with her hands on the trunk. Looking at the boy with a smile, he said coquettishly.

"Cool, you cut a little thinner, cut a little better."

The boy didn't speak, just peeled the fruit with less force. The corners of his mouth slowly hooked a smile......

When it was killed, it was the sound of a blade entering the flesh. On the boy's hand, there was an exposed and rolled scar.

The blood flowed out slowly, and on the white hands, it was particularly dazzling.

Tingling, peaceful eyes......

There was blood on the blade, and the boy hurriedly wiped the blade clean with his sleeve.

Don't let her see it......

An Ning is viewed from a third perspective, so this scene is seen very clearly.

The heart was sullen and sour, and An Ning wanted to say to the boy, "You are so stupid." ”

yes, he's stupid.

The girl was in the tree, not noticing, shaking her slender legs, urging.

"Liangliang, hurry up."

The boy sped up the speed of peeling the fruit, and with a single stroke, his strength increased.

The wound on the hand, a little tear, magnified......

The raging blood flowed, and the boy was extremely careful not to stain the blood on the fruit.

With your other hand, hand the fruit to the girl.

Hang down your sleeves and cover your bloody hands.

Tick-tock, dripping into the ground under the trees, and dripping into the heart of peace......

When I came back to my senses, the peace was already a blur of water, and my eyes were hazy with tears......

Looking at the appearance of the young sister-in-law, it took a little ......

An Ning got out of bed and took the fruit and knife from the young lady.

"A-Ning......" Sister-in-law looked at her suspiciously.

An Ning raised a smile, but the smile was dyed with unknown sadness......

An Ning peeled a little rusty, slowly, slowly, along the edge of the fruit, peeling off the peel one by one.

In this way, it is not easy to cut your hands.

The boy wouldn't have been hurt.